Dare to shirk responsibility? This adorable little one will tear down your military district!

Lin Wanrou grabbed Meng Yaya and ran all the way to the entrance of the county's armed forces department. Her steps were hurried and long, and the words Meng Yaya had told her burned her heart like burning coals.

Gu Changfeng had just finished a meeting and was walking out of the office building with several staff members. He was dressed in a crisp green military uniform, standing out from the crowd, and was giving instructions to the person next to him.

"Changfeng!" Lin Wanrou called out from afar, disregarding all decorum.

Gu Changfeng stopped and saw his wife and daughter looking anxious. He apologized to the people around him and strode over to greet them.

He took the heavy bag of medicine from Lin Wanrou's hand, his brow furrowed. "Why are you all sweaty? Did something happen?"

Lin Wanrou opened her mouth, but she really couldn't bring herself to say such dirty things.

Meng Yaya didn't hesitate at all; she opened her little arms for a hug.

Gu Changfeng pulled her into his arms, and the little girl whispered in his ear:

"Dad, that wicked grandma wants to drug you and find some random woman to sleep with you. She bought drugs for breeding boars and is waiting for you at the county guesthouse."

Gu Changfeng's arm muscles twitched suddenly. He knew Wang Guifen was ruthless, but he never expected her to be this vicious.

He actually poisoned himself with pig medicine? This is going to ruin his life.

He put Meng Yaya down and led the mother and daughter to an old locust tree behind the armed forces department. There was no one else there, so they could talk freely.

"Is what Ya Ya said true?" Gu Changfeng stared at Lin Wanrou.

Lin Wanrou nodded, her voice hardening: "Ya Ya saw it with her own eyes, and it does seem like something she would do."

Gu Changfeng snorted coldly and patted his thigh. Originally, out of respect for his deceased father, he only wanted to get rid of this family. But since Wang Guifen had brought this upon herself, he couldn't show her any mercy.

"This needs to be reported to the police," Lin Wanrou said through gritted teeth.

"Reporting it to the police is too lenient on them. At most, they'll be arrested and locked up for a few days for attempted crime," Meng Yaya said vaguely, pulling out the remaining half of the candied hawthorn skewer from her pocket, taking a bite.

"Dad, let's play along. That wicked uncle Meng Jianjun wants to get married, right? Since Wang Chunhua wants to marry an official, let's help them out."

Gu Changfeng lowered his head, looking at his little daughter who barely reached his thigh: "You have an idea?"

"That mean grandma wants Wang Chunhua to come into your room. Then let's change the person in that room." Meng Yaya's little face was full of calculation.

"I'll find a way to get Meng Jianjun over there. When that wicked grandma storms in with her people and sees that it's her own son and her own niece rolling around together, that'll be quite a show."

Lin Wanrou was shocked but also felt a sense of satisfaction. Although the idea was despicable, it was the most suitable way to deal with a beast like Wang Guifen.

"How did you get Meng Jianjun in there?" Gu Changfeng asked, getting to the heart of the matter.

"I have a way." Meng Yaya patted the small yellow bag on her back.

She has plenty of good stuff in her space, and she's very strong; lifting a grown man is no different than lifting a chick.

Gu Changfeng pondered for a moment. He was a soldier, and he didn't often do such unconventional things. But with his wife and daughters back home pushed to the brink, he had no reason to talk about being upright and honorable.

"Okay." Gu Changfeng made the decision. "I'll go to a hotel tonight and make sure they see me. Wanrou, you stay in the back of the guesthouse. No matter what's going on inside, don't show yourself. Leave the rest to me."

The family of three discussed things under the locust tree for half an hour.

……

The night was like a black cloth, completely shrouding the county town.

The light bulbs in the corridor of the Armed Forces Department's guesthouse were dim and flickered as if they were malfunctioning.

Wang Chunhua was wearing a borrowed waitress uniform, holding a thermos in her hand, her heart pounding like a drum.

Reaching the door of the innermost room on the second floor, Wang Chunhua took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The room was dimly lit. Gu Changfeng was sitting at his desk with his back to the door, reading documents.

"Commander Gu, you must be tired from the meeting. Have some tea to relax."

Wang Chunhua strained her voice like a hen with its neck choked as she handed over a pot of tea laced with medicine.

Gu Changfeng didn't turn around, and replied in a deep voice, "Just put it there."

Wang Chunhua helped pour the water from the teapot into the teacups before quietly slipping out. She hid at the corner of the stairs, staring intently at the door.

Once he drinks that tea, even if he's a saint, he'll turn into a philanthropist tonight!

What Wang Chunhua didn't know was that Gu Changfeng didn't touch the cup of tea; instead, he jumped out of the window and onto the balcony of the next room.

At this moment, at the base of the wall in the backyard of the guesthouse.

A small, dark figure was carrying a sack several times larger than herself, climbing up the drainpipe like a nimble gecko.

Meng Yaya threw the sack onto the second-floor windowsill, and a muffled groan came from inside the sack.

Untying the burlap sack revealed Meng Jianjun's face, so filthy it was unrecognizable. This guy had run away from the farm, skatering vehicles and crawling through haystacks along the way; the stench of old pig manure mixed with the sour smell of sweat on him was enough to knock a person over.

Just now in the back alley, he was eating half a spoiled steamed bun that someone had thrown away when Meng Yaya came up to him and chopped him with a chop to the neck, making him fall asleep like a dead pig.

"Uncle, don't blame me for being uncivilized, but this overwhelming wealth is something only you can handle."

Meng Yaya pinched her nose, picked up Meng Jianjun's leg with one hand, and dragged him to the bed like a dead dog.

After arranging the person, Meng Yaya looked at the steaming cup of tea on the table, and a mischievous idea popped into her head. She picked up the cup, pried open Meng Jianjun's mouth, and poured the tea down his throat.

"Gulp gulp".

While unconscious, Meng Jianjun instinctively swallowed a cup of spiked "miracle water." After smacking his lips, he turned over and continued to snore.

After doing all this, Meng Yaya clapped her hands, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

About half an hour later.

Wang Chunhua, hiding at the stairwell, glanced at her watch and figured it was about time. The medication should be taking effect.

She took off her white coat, revealing a peach-colored polyester shirt she had specially changed into underneath. Two buttons were undone, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

For tonight, she even applied face cream and sprayed some cheap floral water to make herself smell nice.

Wang Chunhua tiptoed and pushed open the door.

The room remained dark and quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the swollen, dark figure on the bed.

"Hmm...it's hot..."

The person on the bed seemed to be in great pain, tearing at their collar.

Upon hearing this commotion, Wang Chunhua was overjoyed. It worked! This medicine was indeed potent!

She locked the door behind her and groped her way to the bedside in the dark.

"Commander Gu..." Wang Chunhua said in a high-pitched, sickeningly sweet voice, reaching into the blankets, "Are you feeling unwell? Let me take care of you..."

The moment her hand touched the man's chest, it was gripped tightly by a large, burning hot hand.

His hands were very rough, covered in calluses, and his strength was frightening; he squeezed Wang Chunhua's wrist until it ached.

"woman……"

Meng Jianjun's mind was already completely muddled from the fever. The effects of the drug surged up, and he felt as if his whole body was on fire, with stars flashing before his eyes.

Suddenly touching a warm, soft body is like receiving rain after a long drought; who cares who it is?

He suddenly pulled Wang Chunhua onto the bed, then flipped her over and pinned her down.

"Ah!" Wang Chunhua exclaimed, but before she could speak, a foul-smelling mouth was pressed against hers.

A strong smell of pigsty and swill, mixed with the man's bad breath from not brushing his teeth for days, hit Wang Chunhua's forehead.

Wang Chunhua was so overwhelmed by the stench that she almost vomited. She wondered to herself, how could Commander Gu, who looked so clean, have such foul breath? And why did he smell like feces?

Are all soldiers like this?

"Commander Gu... please be gentle... it's Chunhua..."

Wang Chunhua, suppressing her nausea, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, still dreaming of being an official's wife. So what if she smelled a bit? As long as tonight was over, she would be the regimental commander's wife, and he would have to bathe her every day!

Meng Jianjun was no longer listening to what she was saying. The effects of the drug, combined with the hunger and repression of the entire day, had turned him into a beast in heat. He tore Wang Chunhua's clothes off in a few swift movements, his actions as brutal as slaughtering a pig.

"Give it to me... give it to me..."

In the darkness, two bodies rolled together. The dilapidated wooden bed creaked and groaned, as if it were about to fall apart.

Although Wang Chunhua felt that "Commander Gu" was a bit too barbaric and even a bit vulgar, she thought about the glory she would have tomorrow morning, so she half-heartedly went along with it and even took the initiative to cater to him.

The noise inside grew louder and louder; heavy breathing and a woman's cries could be heard even through the door.

Meanwhile, on the curb outside the guesthouse, Wang Guifen was squatting in the shadows with seven or eight people, waiting.

Among these people were a neighborhood auntie who happened to be passing by and was dragged along by her, two community security guards on night duty, and even a reporter with a camera who appeared out of nowhere.

Wang Guifen glanced at the darkened window on the second floor, her ears perked up. Although she couldn't hear clearly, the faint sounds made her old face beam with joy.

It's done! This time it's a done deal!